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drug supply

motherfucker desperate for cash
so he sells his morphine
pill-head with enough in the bank
that he won't be close to breaking
swallow the rations
peace and harmony
until the supply runs out
(again)

Written by noonenothingnone

(nathan i)

Published 22nd Mar 2010

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Perfect stream-of-consciousness

Anonymous

23rd Mar 2010 2:21am

narration, short and desperate and, above all, poetic in it's quick yet painful evocation of a battered mentality. The characters you carve from the material of yourself are always fascinating.